I like to keep it in the refrigerator
Keeps the powder dry, and the action quicker
Let me be your American Gladiator
Find enclosed an adhesive N.R.A. sticker
A letter to you from where I been holed up
In this bucolic, agrarian compound
One step ahead just ahead
Of the government bloodhound
The gas is off, it's a national showdown
But sure wish that I could visit you, my sweet betrothed
In a couple a' days we'll all be free, or we'll be dead
Happy Birthday, Trisha
I'm in the Michigan Militia
Happy Birthday, Trisha
I'm in the Michigan Militia
I'm fencing off this little piece of heaven
Cross the line and you're electrocuted
Polishing up my AK 47
It's a constitutional right, can't be refuted
Got us on TV and makin' us look stupid
Shot of me flippin' my lid
At that mutt reporter
A classic case of race dilution
Houston, what is the problem?
Fighting for you, and a blue-eyed Jesus
America first, the rest get the pieces
Na, na, na, na
Happy Birthday, Trisha
I'm in the Michigan Militia
Happy Birthday, Trisha
I'm in the Michigan Militia
Fighting for your honor
Like would any Afrikaner
Happy Birthday, Trisha
I'm in the Michigan Militia
Our numbers are strong, and it won't be long 'til I can tell you, Trisha
That we won, you'll be ecstatic, just like that night you told me
Up in the attic that was your wish again to be back
In a purified Michigan, down on, down on the farm
Well, that's my wish again to be back in Michigan
Happy Birthday, Trisha
I'm in the Michigan Militia
Happy Birthday, Trisha
I'm in the Michigan Militia
I hope you like the double barrel
I think it goes with your apparel
Happy Birthday, Trisha
I'm in the Michigan Militia
I like to keep it in the refrigerator
Artist: Radio Futura
Artist: Fashawn
Artist: Marty Robbins